East west home is best!

It's the lie of the land, the scent in the air, that tells us we are home.
Oh it's so good to be here.. a gentle Cape winters day.
My beloved daughter collected me from the airport, and we got home to find Henry was loosing his woof... according to my tenant who rents my cottage, he started baying at 6.30am..somehow he knew!!
I have a shadow that follows me.
Have a blessed week!